Author Topic: Zombie Survival; Nowhere to hide...  (Read 60969 times)

No, you're supposed to stop throwing yourself into stupid survival situations and stay the forget with us/me.
okay, I just assumed because you didn't include me in your post that something happened to me

okay, I just assumed because you didn't include me in your post that something happened to me

andsoihadtosaveyourstupidass.

REVIVAL BUMP OF BBQCHICKENZ

UPDATE GOGOGO

Name: Bob   
Health: 100/100 (Armor 10/50) 
Cash: $2850     
Status:Hanging out in Base

Inventory: M14 w/bayonet with 20/76 rounds (7.62 mm) Dual .44 Magnums (holstered) w/speed reloader with 6/6/98 shells (.44 rounds), Katana sword,  Big medkit (10 uses left), 7 vials of zombie "cure",vial (100% left) of healing stuff/syringe for it
Location:LoS Forward Base, MD



I'm waiting for Matthews to get back, when I hear a truck spinning out and a yelled "Hey!" Then I hear gunshots.

I take off running to make sure Matthews is okay.

I see him heavily wounded, and tell him to stop for a second while I assess his injuries. While I'm looking over him, he says "The zombies are coming."

I look up, and see a couple zombies headed my direction. I raise my M14, and shoot 7 zombies' heads off. I stab another through the head with the bayonet on my gun, and Matthews gets the other two with his Colt. I start dragging him back to the base, then pick him up and throw him over my shoulder in a fireman's carry.

Back at the base, we're not sure if he's turning. So, I do what I did with Flemming; I give him one of the vials of zombie "cure", give him some healing stuff [+25 health], and lock him in the unescapable room covered in C4.



Name: Bob   
Health: 100/100 (Armor 10/50) 
Cash: $2850     
Status:Hanging out in Base

Inventory: M14 w/bayonet with 20/69 rounds (7.62 mm) Dual .44 Magnums (holstered) w/speed reloader with 6/6/98 shells (.44 rounds), Katana sword,  Big medkit (10 uses left), 6 vials of zombie "cure",vial (75% left) of healing stuff/syringe for it
Location:LoS Forward Base, MD




Flemming
81/100
LoS
$300
Nailgun, Switchblade, Laptop, Car Keys

I start puking uncontrollably from the frosting. 10 minutes later, still puking nonstop.

Name: Austin
Health: 100
Status: Standing over Flemming
Inventory: Shotgun
Location: Bob's location

"I told you about that frosting bro!"
"I TOLD YOU"
« Last Edit: July 06, 2011, 03:30:13 PM by Altered »

Name: Private First Class Jason K. Wethers
Health: 100
Status: Alive
Inventory: M1911 (2/0), G36c (12/0), First aid, Adrenaline shot
Clothing: Urban Military Uniform, Flak Jacket, Gloves, Gasmask, "Born 2 Kill" Helmet
Location: Los Angeles


I step out of the armored transport that rode by a few hours after Mathews left me for dead. The doors open and we see hundred of infected everywhere.


Lorenzo: Ho-

Soldier: INCOMING!

We duck back inside right before an rpg hit nearby.


I look out to the left and see a male dressed in all black with a red bandana across his head. I look to the right and see 3 more, but one was wearing all white.

Jason: Get us out of here!

Driver: We have orders.

Jason: forget orders! Get us out of here!

Lorenzo: Ja-


Another rpg hit nearby and blew me away from the AT. I could hear infected roaring down the streets and alleyways. I attempted to get up and failed. I tryed calling for Lorenzo, but the AT was already halfway down the block. I layed there until the people who attacked us walked over to me.

Jason: What do you want?


*bonk*


Name: Private First Class Jason K. Wethers
Health: 88.3
Status: KO'd
Inventory: M1911 (2/0), G36c (12/0), First aid, Adrenaline shot
Clothing: Urban Military Uniform, Flak Jacket, Gloves, Gasmask, "Born 2 Kill" Helmet
Location: Los Angeles

Name:john Helth:twited ankle and a few cuts and bruses status:hungry nickname:Hanbock Location:Nevada Lasvegas.

Me and squad were moving in for and evacuation we saw the survivors we landed and got them all on safley...but one was infected went and killed the pilot i did all icould to soften the landing but i was the only survivor of the crash.....

2 hours later, I feel soooo empty, still puking uncontrollably.


Bump

I go and see that Flemming is puking uncontrollably, and walk away in disgust.



Will maybe do a full update later.

I finally stop puking and realize that I've flooded about 60 square feet of ground with awful smelling stuff.
Suddenly, a hoard is arriving.
The puke's smell is attracting them! We might as well just use a flaregun for christ's sake!
« Last Edit: July 20, 2011, 07:31:21 PM by Blaze0 »


Okay, I posted in the other two closed ones. My character was max, but he is dead. He was a too good character to kill off, so Im remaking him. If you must know, he had light brown hair, was 16-18, and was a bit timid. He used pistols, along with melee. His inventory is: A pistol with 18 rounds, A ham sandwich, some beef jerky, a waterbottle, and a skateboard. Oh and he has a backpack for everything    -skateboard.
Current location: Not confirmed.
Ill post when I can.

If you're going to remake him you could at least put it in correct format.